Miscellaneous

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XVIII, Issue 45, 4 February 1928, Page 8

Miscellaneous

(By Mid-Off”)

PAES ABOUT ALL SPOBTS. CRICTICS IN MERRY MOOD. Many men have their morning nip, wet or fine. Popular song: "Drink to me only with the flies.” Looks as though it’s a case of "Home, James!” with Jim Carlton the crack sprinter. In the New Year honours announced Ponsford was inadvertently omit tei. New Zealanders should make a raid on Ponsford’s favourife eonfectioncry —Hundreds and thousands. I hear that one day last week the sun had fifteen spots. As the temperature on earth was considerable. I’L bet he was not alone in his indulgence. The visiting golfers at present in New Zealand have certainly some good Old English names. There are two Smiths, a Brown and a Jones. Associate novice bunkered for the first time': “Don’t I have to throw it over my left shoulder or soma thing!” There have been a few pretty figures in Hawke’s Bay cricket this season. Yes but they are not as pretty as the figures strutting to and fro, through the park on Saturdays. It is strange that so many surnames of prominent fighters end in ‘ ey. ’ There is Tunney, Dempsey, Sharkey Heeney, anil Maloney. Jack isthc Christian name of all but two of them —Gene Tunney and Tom Heeney. a * » The flying fists in the Waratahs v. Franco match remind me of the sound advice given by an earnest scrummager to his comrades some years ago, states a Christchurch scrib. The ball had been kicked out of the ground. "Never mind the ball,” he said. "Get ou with the game.”

Then there was tho case of the forward who was very free with his language. “ Listen, you,” said the coach during the interval, ‘‘you cut out the rough words. The people in tho stands didn’t come to listen to a lotta bar room talk. If they’d wanted to hcathat kinda stuff they’r have gone to a thcayter. ” It was the same coach who addressed the junior team as follows: ‘‘Yes, you ’s, this game o’ Rugby de-

velops intelligence and initiative. Now you get out on the ground and do exa'ctly as I tell you.” 'Bus-reading youth, opening hu evening paper: ‘‘Ponsford again—why he's a bally machine not human at all; they’ll have to throw a bomb at him.”

There will have to be something in side that bomb besides the core of a cricket ball.

Were the late Billy jordan alive to-day, he would announce in accordance ' with the 19th amendment, which prohibits two men from doing all the fighting; ‘‘Gentlemen, this wilTbe a 20-round contest, fought ac cording to the Marquis of Melee rules with nothing barred but wrist watches. May tbe best man take caro of the widows ami orphans—let 'er go.”

We recently heard of a race club which insured its meeting against rain and an English paper now reports that receipts in the final of the Central. Europe Soccer Cup to bo played at Prague between Sparata of Prague, and Rapid, of Vienna, have been assured for 150,000 Czechoslovak crowns. In Central Europe, as in England football finance depends a good deal on tho weather, ana the Prague organisers are playing for safety.

A good description of Rene Lacoste, the brilliant tennis player, has been given by a French girl: ‘‘Rene, calm and undramatic, with a head too old and set for Jis years, never looking at the gallery; pfay'ng Tennis quietly, carefully, conscientiously, almost like a child performing a difficulty task, his game, like himself, controlled, classical, the result of years of hard work and steady practice rather than natural facility.”

‘ ‘ A prophet hath no honour in his own country,” and neither, apparent ly, has a boxer, at any rate when bis own country is Lie,land. Phil Scott the British heavyweight, has become the butt of cartoonists and jest-mong ers at Homo, but in America where he went down to Johnny Risko, t.ha ‘‘Rubber Man,” critics treat him much more kindly. They say ho is » game battler, and credit him with making a good showing in his last fight.

Although no official announcement has yet been made, it is practically certain that this year’s inter-vasity boat race will take place on March 24 somewhat earlier than usual. The Im’ on this date will permit of a start about three p.m. Saturday, March 31, has been suggested by Oxford University, who are the challengers, but the tide is unsuitable in every respect and would require the race to star’ - about 9.30.

A claim that a certain Miss Kitty McHale had made a non-stop rtxord of 302b' skips has been met by Mr R. F. Laing, headmaster of the Yorkshire woh offers proof that a lad from East Hull, Joseph Wilson, has made a non-stop of 3652 skips, and was onlystopped by the school bell ringing for bedtime. Bearing in mind how tho loss of one sense is frequently made up in another direction. It would seem that in exercises like skipping and club winging the blind might go far.

This story is Bill Cuhningham’s and he does not tell it again himself. One of the New Zealand bowlers appealed confidently for au l.b.w. decision, but tho English umpire did not put up his hand. Smarting from what he considered an injustice, tho bowler greeted the umpire later with the remark: ‘‘Where’s tho dog?” ‘‘What do you mean?” innocently asked the umpire. ‘‘Oh,” was the reply, ‘‘l thought all blinij men had a dog!”

Lambert of the Wellington repre sentative cricket team established a reputation in Dunedin. He did not make many runs, nor take any wickets; but he dreamed a dream that came true. It was on Sunday night last; history does not state what hi had for supper, but he dreamed. An I in that dream he saw Brice put Bad cock on to bowl and the latter take a wicket first ball. In the morning he related the dream to his skipper who determined to act upon it, and, wheu Otago resumed its innings and MeGirr had bowled- an over, he put Bad cock on. The very first ball the English man sent down, Knight (who had scar ed 83 tho previous afternoon) popped into tbe hands of Lambert, who, thus helped to make his own drcam come true.